Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92: shit Grey opened the door immediately, not even seeking permission. Garvin deserved it anyways.

“Good morning, Mr. Grey,” there was a bright smile plastered across his face as if it was a trophy day for him.

Grey scoffed. “Yes, it’s such a good morning. I bet you didn’t know that you are a fool in a hundred. What the fuck was all that drama about?” Garvin regarded him for a moment. “I thought you are here because you are going to go by my desires.”

Grey tried to suppress the anger from the surfacing, “Who sent you to me?” Garvin blinked once, then twice. “If you don’t have any reasonable thing to say, you can leave. And expect the police soon.” Grey clenched his fist even harder.” I just want to know who the mastermind was. I will leave if you can tell me this.” Garvin got alerted.” So, you are here to cause trouble?” He took his telephone and made a call. “Send the men in to drag this bullshit out of my office,” he ordered and looked up at Grey again.” You just wait. if you don’t leave now, you will regret ever being born,” he threatened.

Grey knew at that moment that he had to act fast. So, he brought out his phone and called Alfred. Well, he did say he was supposed to call him whenever he was in danger.

“Grey, I was going to call you. What the fuck happened last night?” Alfred sounded agitated. “We can discuss that later but I’m in a situation and remember, you told me to call you whenever I’m in difficulty.” “Sure, go on. What’s happening,” Alfred offered. “So, someone is threatening me and my company.”

Garvin stood from his seat.” Who the fuck are you calling? Are you trying to threaten me?” He yelled.

Grey ignored him. “He’s going to pass a charge on me and he’s threatening the company to fire me or they would press charges. He’s Garvin, the CEO of Nick venture. In fact, he_”

The door burst open from behind him, and one of the men took the phone from

him.

Apparently, Garvin had screamed. “Take the damn phone from him!” The man threw the phone against the wall.

“Good,” Garvin laughed and sat again. “That was fun actually. Now, take him out. If he resists, beat the hell out of him,” he ordered. Grey nodded briefly. It was the time he had been waiting for. He wanted to hit someone so badly anyways. “Get out, Mr.man,” one of the men snarled. Garvin sat comfortably to watch the scene unfold.

“I’m not moving an inch, you can help me move,” Grey told the men, to upset

them.

“Then we will help you,” one of the men contended and launched a punch at Grey.